No one can deny that McQueen was a genius. He began his fashion career as a tailor's apprentice on Seville Row, was discovered by fashion icon Isabella Blow during his years at Central St. Martin's. He quickly shot to the top, becoming head of Givenchy in 1996. His work was dark, funny, always beautiful and always impeccably made.
No foul play was suspected in his death, but on February 3rd he wrote that his mother, with whom he was extremely close, had passed away and that he was having a rough week.
At the time of his death, he was working on preparations for London Fashion Week and a Paris couture show, which will probably be presented posthumously.
These few words can hardly sum up McQueen's extraordinary career. He was a genius, a joker, a man on a quest for eternal beauty. He will be missed.